New job, new commute, new city, new neighborhood.

Here’s what I’ve learned this week:

• There is never a line for the stairs (true for most public transit stations, I imagine).
• I can take the stairs. Usually. Depending on my shoes.
• San Francisco Soup Company’s BBQ Pork and Black-Eyed Pea soup (regular) with a whole-grain roll and half a Hummus Wrap contains about 600 calories, but feels like 850. (Must learn to make this soup at home. NOM.)
• Trying to buy lunch between 11:50 am and 12:30 pm is just foolish. (I’m a brown-bagger, usually, but it’s week 1 and I’m getting my bearings.)
• There’s a zipline running over the plaza outside the Ferry Building. I don’t quite understand the draw. Run it alongside the Golden Gate, maybe, or down Lombard, but here? Meh.
• Unpredictably, a 9ish to 5ish schedule seems to work for me for the first time in 12 years…but I’m starving when I get home.
• It’s going to take longer than four months for my body to adjust to what “cold” means here. I’m schvitzing in a tank top and the locals are wearing pea coats.
• I need a recycling primer. There are more bins than when I left. I live in fear of putting the wrong thing in the wrong bin in the kitchen and being instantly identified as The New Person Who Does Not Love The Earth.
• San Francisco makes me crave salads. Oakland makes me crave pizza and burgers.
• Bachata beats are for dancing, not for walking.

I’ve also learned A LOT about the company where I’m working. The software is outside my experience, mostly, so I go home with a full brain every day…which is how I like it.